"Say you were meeting a new person - blind date, new friend, who knows, and you wanted them to have some idea of what kind of person you are, and who you are, but you can't actually tell them in so many words. Instead, you have to give them a box, with a dozen things in it for them to ponder over."

"What would you put in the box? No cheating allowed."

I like it. I wonder what cheating would be? Anyhow, the order isn't particular, but I think I'd put in: my mp3 player chalk full of my that day favourite tunes, my red hoodie and my birkenstocks (unless I was wearing them), whatever novel I was reading (including all the underlining and margin notes), "Written on the Body" by Jeanette Winterson, Eduardo Galleano's "Upsidedown World", my photo scrap book that has pics from katimavik, nyc, thailand, friends and family, a picture that Phoenix had drawn, some snips of paper with poems I've written, the business card from the tattoo shop, some tortilla chips and guacamole to snack on and a couple cold beers.